so, i'm going to amsterdam and i'm not really angry anymore, life is great.
i met a great girl at burningman and we lived together here for three months and i am going to live with her for three months at least and see how it goes.
she's really amazing and her name is bibi.
i have a lot of shit to get rid of.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Thursday, June 28, 2007
yoga rocks
oh my god did i get my ass kicked in yoga last night.
everyone should do yoga. makes you feel so good and healthy. if they dropped the spirituality and just concentrated on mind-body connection and health, it would be a lot more palatable to most.
i was reminded again how, even though i've been doing a certain pose for years now, i can learn things that make the pose so much more effective. i think this has to do with the way each pose builds to another (between poses, simply evolving into another expression of its self, like everything, eh?).
this led me to think about personal change. i came to the thought that you can't change who you are, but through a series of smaller, easier decisions, you can evolve yourself into what you would more like to be. it has to be gradual or it won't stick. your mind self has to train your animal (body) self how to be what you'd like to be. it works like yoga or martial arts; gradually. but, as with yoga and martial arts, it is necessary to keep your goal in mind at all times, for the path is easily strayed from.
the most important thing to me is that we all have input into our own paths. too many people look outside themselves to try to see the path they should take. you have the ability to know yourself like no one else can. use that to find your own path. there is no ideal that fits everyone.
peace
everyone should do yoga. makes you feel so good and healthy. if they dropped the spirituality and just concentrated on mind-body connection and health, it would be a lot more palatable to most.
i was reminded again how, even though i've been doing a certain pose for years now, i can learn things that make the pose so much more effective. i think this has to do with the way each pose builds to another (between poses, simply evolving into another expression of its self, like everything, eh?).
this led me to think about personal change. i came to the thought that you can't change who you are, but through a series of smaller, easier decisions, you can evolve yourself into what you would more like to be. it has to be gradual or it won't stick. your mind self has to train your animal (body) self how to be what you'd like to be. it works like yoga or martial arts; gradually. but, as with yoga and martial arts, it is necessary to keep your goal in mind at all times, for the path is easily strayed from.
the most important thing to me is that we all have input into our own paths. too many people look outside themselves to try to see the path they should take. you have the ability to know yourself like no one else can. use that to find your own path. there is no ideal that fits everyone.
peace
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
my favorite moment biking
i was just realizing i never ever wrote this down. my favorite moment was when i was riding on a shared path and a woman and her small child walked by and he saw me and got all excited, jumped up and down pointing and shouted, "look mom, a bicypolipht!"
rebuttal for the darwin, einstein, whoever else believed in god arguement.
i never believed anything they said in the first place, they proved their theories right (or they were proven right by others). there's no use in believing them, as they probably didn't know much about medicine or sub-atomic physics or politics or geological history or the crimean war or whatever else their theories were not about. they didn't prove themselves believable, they proved correct only their specific theories we still hold to be true.
never believe anything; think instead.
never believe anything; think instead.
healthy?!? why america isn't.
my first post, don't read it. i'm just getting my anger in order. i'm not even sure what the real direction of this blog will be. i may just vent shit you don't want to hear about. like this:
it's amazing how hard it is to eat healthfully in america. the vast majority of things sold under the grouping "food" are not actually food. they are processed thingies and chemicals to fool you into thinking they are food. soylent green anyone? there are only like four aisles at the supermarket i can buy anything from:
you got your corn/water, your corn/corn, your salt/corn, your salt/fat/corn, your corn/fat/corn (please note that corn could be replaced by wheat-gluten or modified food starch of unknown origin and that sometimes corn means sugar made from corn, but you knew that).
the only good thing about the way "food" is headed is that global warming will be easier to deal with. if we all just eat modified kelp anyway, when the fields dry up and bake in the sun, we'll just keep eating kelp. note that i have no problem with eating kelp, i just wish they would fucking sell it as kelp. why pretend it's something else? oh yeah, it's cause everything about america is pretending it's something else:
you probably want to just skip this rant (pick up at the next paragraph): we're in iraq fighting for freedom (just like the freedom fighters of yore), we need gas cars or we wouldn't be able to get fat enough whilst destroying the nature you like to exercise in (if you don't have a car you're a loser and if you're fat you're a loser and if you don't work yourself into a early grave you're a loser and if you have time to spend with your family you're a loser and if you care about what's really going on in politics you're a loser and if you don't have the right clothes you're a loser and if you don't have the right gadgets you're a loser and if you're michael moore or someone similar and you actually would like the world to be a better place you're obviously some kind of super-loser and should go get a job exploiting others so you can be rich [in fact, you can't be rich without it, you fucking liars!] and have an anorexic model marry you so you have to use fertility drugs to get her pregnant and pay a doctor to take your evil spawn from her belly, cause her loins are non-functional from all the being unhealthfully skinny, smoking, drinking, doing drugs, vomiting and lethargy and feed the thing formula [fake food training] cause her implants don't help her make milk).
we pretend there's a god, which opens the doors for pretending a lot of other shit (some of which is mentioned above). with a god, we pretend that that god is "watching over us." suddenly we're not responsible for anything we do; we're pawns in the fight between good and evil, right? satan made me do bad, god made me do good. we might as well have not spent millions of years developing a brain that can tell the difference between useful and deleterious, eh? cause this god thingy can just change it at a moment's notice. anything HE wants (men are the creators, right? women don't make anything but bad decisions [see genesis 3:6]).
i have to make a note about genesis, here. we all know phil collins fucking rocks the house, but here's my point: eve, by listening to the snake and eating the apple (pomegranate, christians being the worlds shittiest fact-checkers don't know that there weren't apples around there at the time, but they also think the world's 6k-y-o and that adam could have ridden tame dinosaurs) blew a hole in god's First Great Lie (stay tuned for updates in the series). when laying out the ground rules for paradise in genesis 2:6-7, god says that ignorance is bliss:
And the LORD God commanded the man, "You are free to eat from any tree in the garden; but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat of it you will surely die."
of course we all know the end of the tale, she eats and we don't die. we actually get ipods and cell phones, so it's a pretty sweet deal.
anyway, this god thingy would tell me if i was doing the wrong thing (as he is a cancerous meme that started with the daddy meme and when i do wrong daddy'll tell me for sure). so, let me torture people from the birthplace of civilization for money and oil and let me use that oil to sit on my fat ass all day and make my "food" for me out of corn and salt and fat. oh, and if god doesn't tell me to stop, i can just use the legal system HE created for us to sue the shit out of the company that sold me the "food" that made me unhealthy.
yay god!
yay america!
yay pretending!
yay "food!"
yay oil!
it's amazing how hard it is to eat healthfully in america. the vast majority of things sold under the grouping "food" are not actually food. they are processed thingies and chemicals to fool you into thinking they are food. soylent green anyone? there are only like four aisles at the supermarket i can buy anything from:
you got your corn/water, your corn/corn, your salt/corn, your salt/fat/corn, your corn/fat/corn (please note that corn could be replaced by wheat-gluten or modified food starch of unknown origin and that sometimes corn means sugar made from corn, but you knew that).
the only good thing about the way "food" is headed is that global warming will be easier to deal with. if we all just eat modified kelp anyway, when the fields dry up and bake in the sun, we'll just keep eating kelp. note that i have no problem with eating kelp, i just wish they would fucking sell it as kelp. why pretend it's something else? oh yeah, it's cause everything about america is pretending it's something else:
you probably want to just skip this rant (pick up at the next paragraph): we're in iraq fighting for freedom (just like the freedom fighters of yore), we need gas cars or we wouldn't be able to get fat enough whilst destroying the nature you like to exercise in (if you don't have a car you're a loser and if you're fat you're a loser and if you don't work yourself into a early grave you're a loser and if you have time to spend with your family you're a loser and if you care about what's really going on in politics you're a loser and if you don't have the right clothes you're a loser and if you don't have the right gadgets you're a loser and if you're michael moore or someone similar and you actually would like the world to be a better place you're obviously some kind of super-loser and should go get a job exploiting others so you can be rich [in fact, you can't be rich without it, you fucking liars!] and have an anorexic model marry you so you have to use fertility drugs to get her pregnant and pay a doctor to take your evil spawn from her belly, cause her loins are non-functional from all the being unhealthfully skinny, smoking, drinking, doing drugs, vomiting and lethargy and feed the thing formula [fake food training] cause her implants don't help her make milk).
we pretend there's a god, which opens the doors for pretending a lot of other shit (some of which is mentioned above). with a god, we pretend that that god is "watching over us." suddenly we're not responsible for anything we do; we're pawns in the fight between good and evil, right? satan made me do bad, god made me do good. we might as well have not spent millions of years developing a brain that can tell the difference between useful and deleterious, eh? cause this god thingy can just change it at a moment's notice. anything HE wants (men are the creators, right? women don't make anything but bad decisions [see genesis 3:6]).
i have to make a note about genesis, here. we all know phil collins fucking rocks the house, but here's my point: eve, by listening to the snake and eating the apple (pomegranate, christians being the worlds shittiest fact-checkers don't know that there weren't apples around there at the time, but they also think the world's 6k-y-o and that adam could have ridden tame dinosaurs) blew a hole in god's First Great Lie (stay tuned for updates in the series). when laying out the ground rules for paradise in genesis 2:6-7, god says that ignorance is bliss:
And the LORD God commanded the man, "You are free to eat from any tree in the garden; but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat of it you will surely die."
of course we all know the end of the tale, she eats and we don't die. we actually get ipods and cell phones, so it's a pretty sweet deal.
anyway, this god thingy would tell me if i was doing the wrong thing (as he is a cancerous meme that started with the daddy meme and when i do wrong daddy'll tell me for sure). so, let me torture people from the birthplace of civilization for money and oil and let me use that oil to sit on my fat ass all day and make my "food" for me out of corn and salt and fat. oh, and if god doesn't tell me to stop, i can just use the legal system HE created for us to sue the shit out of the company that sold me the "food" that made me unhealthy.
yay god!
yay america!
yay pretending!
yay "food!"
yay oil!
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